In the spring, I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours.
- Mark Twain
Spring is kinda nature's PMS--it gets totally moody. One day it's freakin' hot, the next day it's not. But if the weather's always perfect, how can I appreciate and enjoy days like this in the city?
Yeah the wind is doing crazy stuff to my hair. I was like "Thanks Wind, you totally raped my hair!"
Walking along downtown without any particular destination makes me fall in love with NYC even more. The surprises this city brings never run out.
Posted by Betina Ross Idnay at 11:25 PM